Yo, i'm doing this one for the streetsto them bitches on the watch niggaz on the blockyou know, for the hood, this one's for the hood[Verse 1]yo, yotell me what you seetakin' over menothing but the greedit's all that i need nowchasin' after greendo this music thinggot to be stingyno one's takin' me downonce i'm on the topi bet that i won't flopyour girl is gonna knockto the next century nowbelieve that i'll go popcountry or go rockr&b hip hopit's all lumidee stylei know you're feelin' it uh uhshe killin' iti know you're feelin' it uh uhshe killin' itit ain't no winnin when you play against me nahit ain't no winnin when you play against me[German Rap by Cool Savas]i know you're feelin' it uh uhshe killin' iti know you're feelin' it uh uhshe killin' itit ain't no winnin when you play against me nahit ain't no winnin when you play against menooo[Rap]now stop, look, listen, invisionme switchin up my style the talents' just a givenain't never heard no shit like this cuz i designed it (come on)steppin' up their game upgraded to the finestwho gives a fuck if bitches on the block don't feel methem be the same hos lookin for a sitter for the show (mommy where you going?)fuck them all though (why?)cuz they good for nothingbut if my niggaz need some blow bet they good for somethingi got goals to reach plus foes to beat so believe i'm more tha focused when i roam the streeti got a mike and a dream and a fuckin tight teamand who the fuck can stop us with the right amount of creamyeahi'm nothing but trouble better find me a muzzlei'm about to lock and hold keep it tight like a huddleso harlem stand upyoung'n pull your pants upcuz the girls on her grindand i got my plans upfuckin bitches couldnt touch thislet alone crush itso stay in your place while i'm building up my budgeti had to rush it cuz time is moneyand i dont play too many gamesdont come at me funnyso to the haters dont waste your timeif you dont like the way i sing then you feelin my rhymesdont think the flow is tight but the girl can writedont fit up i the booth jump out produceso who's the truth (come on man)believe it's methe girls all need necessity and luxuryso just bop ya head to thisfeel it to the fullestif you don't (pop pop)believe it you go feel it through them bulletsahahaha uhhhyou better start takin me serious for realthis aint no part time shiti live this shit everyday, all daystraightface